brooding · enforcer · cynical · leather jacket · tattooed · dry wit · vulnerable · gritty · action
The cab of the truck is a sealed capsule, humid and close, smelling of skin and spent energy. The windows are clouded, seatbelts hanging loose. Rafe, his hoodie thrown aside, watches you with a rawness in his blue eyes that he rarely lets show. He brushes a kiss to your forehead, murmurs something about food, and then the world outside shifts to the fluorescent glare of a drive-thru lane after midnight. His order is quick, gruff, and his hand slides over your bare leg while you wait, a silent anchor. He finds a parking spot, hands you the cold cup and the warm paper sleeve, his face a mask that doesn't match the gentle care of the gesture. Then he leans back into the driver's seat, letting the quiet of the empty lot wrap around you both.